Dear Luke,
When you were about 4, we went on a mission trip to Juarez, Mexico. We went with other families from Uncle John's church in Fort Collins. The trip was a wonderful experience for our family and I learned a lot about you on that trip. You are a very friendly little guy! And so easy-going. You were OK with whatever was going on. What a gift. But I learned another thing from you weeks after we got home from that trip. One of the families that we went with had adopted a little black girl. You and she were about the same age. You were trying to remember her name and you asked me, "Remember that 'chocolate' girl?" I thought that was so precious! You knew she was different from you, but you saw her as something wonderful. We are all different: short, blonde, chubby, funny, squeaky, silly and chocolate. And God made you mine.
I love you, Mom
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